Love Addiction: Doting On My Love by Wendy

At the edge of the city, far from the noise and commotion, stood a massive city wall supporting a castle-like structure. Here lay Imperial Palace, a place shrouded in mystery. Behind it was an endless forest, while in front was a beautiful, shimmering lake.

Cold…

A young woman curled up as she hugged herself tightly on the finely embroidered carpet made by top Lussian craftsmen. She wore a white dress with puffed sleeves that beautifully fit her body. The dress revealed her legs, which were positioned in a suggestive manner. Her delicate face was accentuated by her subtly arched brows. Along with her rosy lips and white teeth, she radiated an air of purity.

Her shoulders were exposed to the cold, and it caused her to shiver. Snowflakes were visible on her thin eyelashes as they fluttered.

It was definitely colder than negative ten degrees Celsius.

“I’m freezing!”

Had she fallen asleep in a freezer?

In her daze, she heard someone say, “Lower the temperature!”

The voice sounded colder than the room itself.

“Who is it? Why does he keep making it colder when he knows I don’t like the cold?”

Violet finally forced herself to open her eyes. She did not want to freeze to death.

She noticed Atalian Renaissance period paintings hung on the wall. They looked blurry because her eyes were still unfocused. She looked down and saw herself lying on the floor near someone’s legs.

They were straight and long.

raised one of his legs and revealed a pair of shiny black leather shoes. He then stepped on her.

was the same cold

from the cold as she attempted to push that shoe away. But she realized her

murmured weakly. The freezing temperature made her fingers

the heat

of letting her go, Lucius stepped on her even harder and pinned

going on?

grabbed Violet’s chin and turned her face toward him. “Why would I, Agatha?”

She had never seen someone as

just a light shirt. Yet he did not show any indication of feeling

as the surrounding temperature, and his gaze was

happening. “Sir, you’ve mistaken me for another

the child? What did you do to him?”

Child?” She repeated in confusion. She was not sure what Lucius was talking

child you were

clarify. She was so cold

abort the

Before she could get up, he lifted her up by her collar. “You actually aborted my

strike. Violet struggled to catch her breath in the face of

his hands to try to ease the pain as she tried to explain, “Sir, I don’t even know you, much less have anything to do with you. How could I be carrying your

know

and he sounded really nasally while speaking. Violet’s

bed. “Looks like I have to remind you who I am and what sort of relationship we have.”

over her and pinned her down.

His rock-hard chest was pressed against hers. This scared her. “What are

proceeded to climb